"Really? Where did you overthink?" Ye Ranran asked humbly.
One didn't know how to respond, so he simply stayed silent.
Ye Ranran felt frustrated and wanted to hit him, but considering safety, she refrained.
Ye Tianjing had already finished shopping, so Ye Ranran went directly over.
When she arrived, Ye Tianjing had already cooked a dish.
Looking at the fragrant spicy shrimp, Ye Ranran was drooling.
"Brother, your cooking is getting better and better."
"Madam, I remember..."
"Stop, don't say it, I'll just have a little." Ye Ranran interrupted him.
"Alright, just a little." Then he turned his head and instructed Ye Tianjing, "Don't make too much seafood, she can't eat it."
"Just one dish of shrimp, nothing else." He knew it too.
"Life is so joyless, so joyless." Ye Ranran wailed.
"The documents are on the table, quickly take a look and handle them, or else you won't finish them tonight and they'll be left for tomorrow."
Alright, Ye Ranran walked out.
